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Momo coughed lightly and returned the smile. As for Alastor and the gem necklace, he hadn't paid any attention to them at first, because he was only staring at Shana's chest.

Don't get me wrong, Momo just wanted to see for himself whether the Flame Haze really had no chance of development at all.

"Welcome, Shana."

As she spoke, Mo Mo extended her hand to Shana. Shana was taken aback again and said, "Shana... okay, you can call me by that name, although I'm not quite used to it yet."

Shana also reached out and shook hands with Momo; she really wasn't used to that name.

In her experience, due to the arrival of the administrators, Sakai Yuuji unexpectedly lost his space to develop and continued to exist as an ordinary student. The name Shana was given to her by Momo when they first met in Academy City, after Momo stole her flag.

Unfortunately, apart from Alastor and Momo, no one else calls her by that name anymore.

"So, how should I entertain you? This is my world, that's true, but unfortunately it's still too barren, with only a continent and a few cities that I've built. If you're looking to experience unique local customs and culture, you'll probably be disappointed."

If Momo wanted, he could indeed shape the afterlife into all sorts of shapes and sizes; he could even easily create life. However, Momo didn't do these things; he didn't want to immerse himself in such powerful divine inspiration.

Mo Mo knew very well that he had come this far more for the girl beside him and the responsibilities on his shoulders than for the pursuit of power and control. This could probably be considered Mo Mo's commitment to his original aspirations.

"If I have the chance, I'll take a good look at the world you've created. But right now, there's something I need to confirm, and it requires your permission."

By now, Shana has finally piqued Mo Mo's curiosity.

Momo had initially made many guesses about Shana's intentions, but Shana's current behavior didn't match any of his previous guesses. This could only mean one thing: something he didn't know had happened, or some important information Momo was unaware of.

"Say it without hesitation, as long as I can do it."

“I… want to see Best.”

……

"Hey Best, come play! I'm so bored!"

⑨ tugged at Best's arm, while Best was engrossed in reading a thick pregnancy guide. Before Best could react, ⑨ screamed in agony as several slashes landed squarely on the top of her head.

"Stop fooling around, Cirno! Best needs some peace and quiet right now. If you dare cause trouble, we'll tell Momo!"

The speaker was Komeiji Koishi, while the ones tapping on the 9th were naturally the group of intellectual powerhouses in Valhalla, including Cirno, Komeiji Koishi, Flandre, Orange, Last Order, and Merry. Since Best became pregnant, they had finally toned it down a bit, and that was only after all the girls in Valhalla had pulled their ears and begged them.

There was no way around it; the way ⑨ looked at Best's belly made one wonder if she was going to cut open Best's belly to see for herself how the baby was growing.

Right now, Komeiji Ren has practically become the person in charge of this small group. Although she is indeed very playful, at least her intelligence and rationality are not a problem. Her biggest responsibility is to keep an eye on the 9s and prevent them from doing anything that could potentially harm Best.

This is actually a bit awkward, to be honest.

The heroic spirits are theoretically immune to any harm in Valhalla, and even if they are injured, they can recover instantly. This is why everyone lets the intelligence-deceiving squad run wild; at worst, they'll suffer a bit and then behave much better.

However, after Momo repeatedly confirmed that Best was indeed a hero of Valhalla, the child in her womb was not.

In other words, Best would theoretically be protected by Valhalla and would not be harmed, but her child with Mormo could potentially be harmed. Although this possibility is almost zero given the special care of so many heroic spirits in Valhalla and the technological and magical level of protection they possess, it is clear that all the girls in Valhalla are still very concerned about this matter.

Even if it's only a theoretical possibility, they've already treated it as a major danger.

Not far from this group of little girls, Eirin Yagokoro and Kaguya Houraisan were leisurely enjoying afternoon tea. Kaguya was there purely out of laziness, while Eirin Yagokoro was carrying the girls' expectations, ensuring that Best wouldn't cause any trouble.

Thinking of this, Yagokoro Eirin couldn't help but smile.

Girls from different worlds and cultures, with different life experiences and personalities, are now united by one thing that ignites a great desire in them all and becomes their shared pursuit.

On the one hand, it's undeniable that everyone harbored some resentment towards Best for being the first one. On the other hand, almost everyone valued the child in her womb more than Best herself. Because it represented a beginning, the next stage of their lives.

Fate is truly a wonderful thing.

"Ah, it seems I have a job now..."

Kaguya Houraisan swallowed the senbei in her hand in a few bites, then looked at Eirin Yagokoro and said, "But is it just the two of us who are insured? If something goes wrong, everyone will tear us apart, right?"

"The pressure is so great! I might as well get pregnant with Dad's baby so I can legitimately slack off!"

"Don't worry, she really doesn't have any hostile intentions. Besides, we're in Valhalla right now. If Valhalla can't restrain her, there's no point in all of us coming."

"Besides, this is Mo Mo's judgment, isn't it?"

After the two finished speaking, the little girls playing nearby seemed to have received the news as well. One by one, they left Best's side with puzzled expressions, leaving Best alone to mutter to himself.

"Shana...? Crimson World, what is your purpose in coming to find me?"

"I should... have nothing to do with them anymore, right?"

102 What are you looking at? You'll be the same sooner or later!

Best and Shana are very familiar with each other; they could even be considered quite good friends. During Best's acceptance into the Crimson World, the Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed Slayer provided her with a great deal of assistance.

Although, according to the Flame-Haired Burning-Eyed Slayer, this was the reward Best deserved for everything she had done for the Crimson World in her previous life, Best had no real understanding of what she called her previous life.

After all, Best is still struggling to establish herself in this life, and she can hardly understand the Crimson World's chaotic and even contradictory attitude towards her. She has already worked very hard to integrate into the Crimson World, so where would she have time to fantasize about her so-called past life?

Now, Best is by Momo's side. With Momo supporting her, Best can completely relax and not worry about anything, not struggle to survive. In this state, Best has long since stopped thinking about anything related to the Crimson World.

She felt that she had no connection with Hong Shi anymore, so why were they coming to find her again?

"Don't overthink it, Best."

Momo appeared behind Best, gently stroking Best's little head, and said with a smile, "She told me that she came here in her own name this time. So you can think of it as a friend's visit."

Are any friends coming over?

Best nodded, then stood up and slowly walked towards the kitchen, saying, "I'll go prepare some snacks for her, something sweet, okay?"

"Perhaps that kind of bread called pineapple bun would be her favorite thing."

"Well, I see."

Mo Mo turned his head away only after Best's figure disappeared from sight. At the doorway, Shana's little head peeked out, one hand on the doorframe, cautiously looking around.

"Best went to the kitchen. Are you that afraid of her?"

Momo explained to Shana, but Shana frowned and said, seemingly a little angry, "I saw it! I'm not afraid of her! I'm just... just angry that you let her do it all by herself. She looks pregnant now, doesn't she?"

"Isn't this just common sense?"

Momo shrugged and said, "Although Best's safety is a major issue for Valhalla, do you expect me to keep an eye on her every second? Best is like a cat; being stared at like that would give her a nervous breakdown."

Shana pursed her lips, clearly unconvinced by Momo's answer. However, she didn't dwell on the matter; her questioning of Momo was merely a way to ease her own embarrassment.

The awkwardness of seeing Best again.

Although the Best of today is not the Best she knew in the past.

As soon as Shana stepped into the room, Best came out carrying a small tray. In fact, Shana didn't need to do anything herself; she just had to tell her what she needed, and the people actually responsible for taking care of Best—these several highly skilled housekeepers—would bring her what she required.

For Valhalla at this point, these material needs were truly just a thought. After all, Mormer could theoretically conjure anything.

What puzzled Mo Mo was that there was a steaming hot pineapple bun on the plate, but why did Shana ignore it? This was not good; without the pineapple bun's charm, Shana would lose a major cuteness factor.

Maturity is indeed not a good thing, even if it's just in terms of demeanor!

"I can handle this, Best!"

Shana ignored Momo and quickly went to Best's side, taking the things from Best's hands. Only then did she get a clear look at Best; her small stature belied a large belly, which was actually quite striking.

Cough, Mo Mo slightly dismissed his guilt, then raised his head and pretended not to see Shana's almost burning gaze.

What are you looking at? You'll be the same sooner or later!

"Welcome, Shana."

The two girls approached the table and sat down hand in hand. Mo Mo watched with interest, genuinely curious about what the two girls would talk about. This wasn't voyeurism on Mo Mo's part, but simply curiosity about what had happened in the Crimson World.

Shana, look at the pineapple bun next to you! The child is crying!

But then an awkward scene unfolded: Shana and Best stared at each other, neither of them saying a word.

Shana has never been a talkative person. After all, as a Flame Haze who did not experience the original storyline, Shana's social skills are basically zero.

As for Best's social attributes... I wonder if this attribute can have negative values?

"Perhaps it would be better for me to leave for a while?"

Momo blinked and politely asked the two girls. Shana paused slightly, then shook her head and said, "There's nothing to hide anyway. Since I'm here, I'll only tell you what you need to know. Besides... even if I had a secret to tell Best, Best would tell you everything, right?"

Momo did not answer, but Best nodded slightly and said, "I will. Everything I have belongs to Momo."

Best's words seemed devoid of emotion, yet the slight smile at the corner of her mouth and the unintentional gesture of placing her hand on her abdomen conveyed a powerful and moving force.

Shana stared blankly at Best in front of her, as if Best at this moment overlapped with the person she knew before.

"This isn't a matter of secrecy, but rather a matter of atmosphere. I think I'd better step aside for now. As for Shana... I trust you. Best's safety is in your hands."

Momo snapped her fingers and vanished. Only Best and Shana remained in the room. Best was still smiling, as if she had grown accustomed to this expression, which felt both strange and familiar to Shana.

"You don't know, but when I first met you, your favorite expression was smiling, and you smiled so happily. It seemed like nothing in the world could trouble you, and nothing could affect the hope and light in your heart."

Shana murmured to herself, seemingly lost in memories. Best listened quietly, though she didn't understand what Shana was saying.

"Do you remember the first time we met? You trespassed into the Heavenly Dao Palace..."

This went on for quite a while, until Shana's stomach started growling, at which point she blushed and shut her mouth.

"what?"

To her surprise, Best's fingers brushed against the corner of her eye, and where Best's fingers touched, there was a cool, slightly damp feeling.

"Oh, thank you... I'm sorry."

"Why thank me, and why apologize?"

"I'm thanking you because I made you listen to so much nonsense, and I'm apologizing because these things only bother you."

Shana pursed her lips and said, "After all, that's not what you experienced, but what that person did. As for Best, you don't want that to be your past, do you?"

103 The Invitation of the Crimson World

Best tilted her head, clearly not understanding what Shana was saying. She could only nod and say, "I'm fine now, I don't want to go back to the past."

The Crimson World... although that was her hometown, now Valhalla is her home.

Shana seemed completely unsurprised by the answer. In fact, seeing Best nod made her feel a sense of relief. Perhaps, for Shana, seeing Best's serene yet happy smile was the best comfort she could receive.

Aren't you going to eat?

After a brief silence, Best picked up the pineapple bun again. Shana glanced at it, took it, and took a bite. The crispy outside and soft inside, along with the aroma of wheat and sweetness, filled her senses, instantly brightening her face.

"good to eat!"